After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Jiang Lian made something with his own hands, and said that he would be invited to taste it.

Yan Huaiyin was frightened by these words and took two steps back.

The old butler watched his movements and opened his eyes wide.

"Go back first," Yan Huaiyin said with a smile, "I'll be there later."

When Yan Huaiyin packed up and went to the dining table through Qiansui Mansion, Jiang Lian looked at him and said, "Your face is cold."

Yan Huaiyin has a weak spleen and stomach and cannot eat cold noodles. Jiang Lian said they made cold noodles, but in fact the noodles were still hot.

The houses of the two were close to each other, Yan Huaiyin didn't tidy up for a long time, walking from his yard, his face turned cold.

Yan Huaiyin sat across from him and said with a smile, "It's your own mansion, it will take some time to get here, don't rely on me for being nine thousand years old."

He spoke casually, as if the two had known each other for a long time, no one could tell from the words that the two of them were still at war in a small inn yesterday.

Although it's a dagger on the bed, but regardless of the form, it can be regarded as the same goal after all.

When Jiang Lian heard this, he still went to look at him: "You are very happy today."

Yan Huaiyin was rolling up his sleeves, when he heard his words, he paused, then raised his eyelids to look at him: "How can you see that?"

"Nanyang Hou's Mansion is on your heart," Jiang Lian said, "You went to Miss Gu Er's wedding banquet, and put Nanyang Hou's Mansion aside for now, you are very happy."

His voice was soft: "You came back from Jiji Banquet and cleaned up the yard by yourself. It is rare for you to have time for yourself. You are very happy."

The door of the main hall was wide open, and outside the heavy wooden doors, there was a fleeting and brisk scene, just like the midsummer in Chaohua City.

"Yan Huaiyin," Jiang Lian called his name this time, "You are always busy when you come to Chaohua City."

I was so busy that I had some time for myself, and I was as happy as if I had stolen it.

Yan Huaiyin paused when he rolled up his sleeves, but he didn't continue to stop. After rolling up his sleeves, he stretched out his hand to grab some chopstick noodles, and changed the subject with a smile: "The Holy Majesty trusts Nine Thousand Years so much. point."

He didn't want to talk about the meaning of this topic, so Jiang Lian followed his will and didn't continue the chat. The two just ate and watched each other. The old butler stood outside the door and looked over, unable to bear to break the rare tranquility.

But he couldn't stop Jiang Yang who rushed in.

Jiang Yang ran too fast, panting like a broken bellows when he knelt down, but this matter was too big, so he had to come and tell Jiang Lian himself.

Eunuch Xiaojiang managed to catch his breath, raised his head and said, "Master, something happened. The 50 taels of gold are gone."

The 50 taels of gold are gone.

After he finished speaking, he saw Yan Huaiyin sitting beside Jiang Lian, and Jiang Yang's breath was choked in his throat before he could catch his breath.

He glanced at Jiang Lian with his eyes, and seeing that he had no expression, he felt anxious for a moment.

But this matter is too big to be concealed, Jiang Yang said: "Master, now the emperor has summoned the Marquis of Nanyang into the palace."

Anshun Street was burned so badly that it turned into a ball of ashes. Is there any gold in it that is being dug up? The 50 taels of gold are kept in the Chen Mansion. Send it to the palace.

Didn't expect it to disappear like this.

Disappeared without a trace.

The matter gradually calmed down. The red army guarding the mansion was replaced by the imperial army two days ago. Unexpectedly, within two days, the gold disappeared.

After Meng Yiji lost his son, he was kneeling in front of the Cangning Hall because he lost his gold.

When Yan Huaiyin heard this, she put down the noodles in her hands, and kindly reminded: "Nine thousand years old, get ready."

With Emperor Chengde's temperament, Jiang Lian was the next thing he wanted to look for after seeing the Marquis of Nanyang.

Jiang straightened up.

He made two bowls of noodles today, one for himself and one for Yan Huaiyin.

Before he could move his own, Yan Huaiyin took a bite of his.

After Jiang Lian got up, Yan Huaiyin realized that he was wearing a formal python suit, with a water-colored coiled dragon and sapphire knot hanging around his waist.

This is the attire for entering the palace to formally meet Emperor Chengde.

But Jiang Lian took two steps forward. As soon as he stepped forward, he suddenly got closer to Yan Huaiyin, and the dragon and sapphire knot magnified in front of Yan Huaiyin's eyes, covering the sunlight.

Jiang Lian brought the bowl beside him in front of him, and dropped the bowl in Yan Huaiyin's hand: "Eat this bowl."

Yan Huaiyin touched it with his hands, unlike his, Yan Huaiyin felt a piece of warmth.

When Yan Huaiyin raised his head again, Jiang Lian had already strode away, and Jiang Yang hurriedly followed behind him, trotting quickly.

The old butler saw him staring blankly, and quickly explained: "Master Yan, this is not the leftover from the master's food. It's because you haven't come for a long time. The master is afraid of getting cold, so he asked the servant to warm it up halfway."

Yan Huaiyin raised his head from his face, looked at the old housekeeper, and said in a soft voice, "Thank you, I understand."

Outside the Cangning Hall, Jiang Lian and Nanyang Hou bumped into each other.

Marquis Nanyang has lost a lot of weight recently, but he came to see Emperor Chengde this time and tidied himself up a bit. Even though the white hairs on his sideburns were already growing, he was obviously in a good mood. From a distance, he looked as if he had nothing to worry about a few months ago elegant demeanor.

It's a pity that after seeing Jiang Lian, this little demeanor immediately turned into a cloud of green smoke and floated away from Nanyang Hou's head.

The two met outside the Cang Ning Palace, the palace was completely controlled by Jiang Lian, when he walked over there was no one around, only Jiang Yang was behind him.But when he approached, he gave Nanyanghou a faint glance. Nanyanghou felt his heart in his chest was suddenly squeezed by this gaze, and he couldn't breathe for a while.

But Jiang Lian just gave him a look, and when he approached, he ignored him and walked past him to the Cangning Hall.

Nanyang Hou gritted his teeth.

A few months ago, the Nanyang Marquis Mansion was able to wrestle with each other, but now, in just a few months, the Nanyang Marquis Mansion has reached such a situation.

Nanyang Hou shook his body. Beside him, Zhu Liang quickly supported his skinny arm, and said in a low voice, "Uncle."

Nanyang Hou held Zhu Liang's hand, and whispered when Jiang Lian passed him by, "That bastard Yan Huaiyin is in your house."

Jiang Lian stopped in his tracks.

He turned around, his pupils were cold under the sunlight, without the slightest emotion.

Nanyanghou's voice was low and hoarse, and he smiled when he saw him turn around: "Jiang Lian, even if you can control Yan Huaiyin, what can you do if you control the old northwestern part?"

There was no one around. He had just coaxed Emperor Chengde well, so he didn't hesitate to say more at this time: "The old northwest department...hehe...everyone in Chaohua City is afraid of the old northwest department...but Zhao Huan's [-] troops hide After eight years in the mountains in the northwest, would he dare to attack Chaohua City? The Turkic North is staring at them. Whenever Zhao Huan goes north, the Turks will immediately go south. Even if Zhao Huan wins Chaohua City, how can he compete with the powerful Turkic army? ?”

"That's why he can only send a chess piece to deal with Chaohua City," Nanyang Hou coughed a few times, and said with a sigh of hatred in his heart, "but this chess piece is also stupid, he entered Chaohua City , so he focused on overthrowing my Nanyang Hou Mansion...My Nanyang Hou Mansion is neither clique nor corrupt, why do you force me here?!"

His face was a little distorted: "Since you forced me here, I..."

Before he finished speaking, it turned into a dull cry of pain.

Not only him, but Zhu Liang and Jiang Yang behind Jiang Lian all exclaimed.

Zhu Liang mourned, "Uncle!"

Eunuch Xiaojiang excitedly said: "Ah!"

Jiang Lian withdrew his foot and looked at Nanyang Hou who was kicked against the wall and gasped for breath. Then there was a change in his pupils: "I have listened to your nonsense for so long, and you haven't even apologized for the evil."

Jiang Lian said softly, "It's time to fight."

Nanyang Hou's mouth was filled with fishy sweetness, and he was speechless.

Jiang Lian ignored him, turned around and walked into the gate of the Cangning Palace. Jiang Yang, who was following him, had eyes full of excitement, and said in a long tone: "Oh, Lord Nanyang, the Imperial Hospital is just two Next to the palace road."

Not long after Nanyang Hou returned to the mansion, the story of being kicked by Jiang Lian spread. The reason for this was unknown, but it was no longer in the attention of everyone.

Compared with what happened next, the incident where Jiang Lian kicked Nanyanghou in the palace was nothing more than a speck in the storm, which could not stir up any waves.

The 50 taels of gold lost by Chen Fu was found.

It took only five days from being lost to being found, only five days, and the place where it was found was the mansion of the former little prince.

Before the little prince was crowned prince, he had been crowned prince for a while. The days were not long, only five or six months in total. But at that time, the Yan family in Ningzhou was in full swing. Even if he was only a prince, the little prince had once been in the palace.

Now the title deed of the palace is in the hands of the nine-thousand-year-old Jiang Lian.

On the day the gold was found, after Jiang Lian was called into the palace, he never came out again.